Such Things

Such things

as a neighbor’s
somber face
caught smiling
for a little longer 
than the usual
ghost moment 
she allows
for happiness
to haunt her
expression

or the way
a certainly ordinary
everyday unnoticed
shaft of tree-channeled
sunlight strikes
a backyard bed
of gone to seed lettuce
illuminates the pale stalks and
makes them shine
and appear
(for the first time 
in a long while
since the last harvest)
quite appealing in spite of
recent neglect

Such things 

are becoming
what I need
to get by

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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